Steel on the skyline

Sky made of glass

Made for a real world

All things must pass

Oo-o...

Waiting for something

Looking for someone

Is there no reason?

Have I stared too long?

Oo-o...

Oo-o...

You say you'll leave me

And when the sun is low

And the rays high

I can see it now

I can feel it die

Oo-o...

Oo-o...